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Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Hump Day ... Am I Dreaming PT. 3 .... Song Poem

A song poem is a poem written from a song:
Using a phrase, word, or line from that song,
It must be written in the melody, rhythm or spirit of that song




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Hips slowly gyrate then gently bump, each loving stroke produce a grunt, a groan, or a moan, silent "I love you" follows deep breaths taken after long deep thrust of hips, 

Eyes watch dark engorged flesh slip between contrasting flesh, they fixate on the shine on the smooth dark flesh that came from the wetness generated between your thighs

Ears tune into the suction sounds of hard flesh riding in a tight wet confine, 
As unyielding manly mass slid in and out your pinkness depths as my body slowly glide on top of yours

Shifted body now rides sitting upward, riding like a thoroughbred jockey on the back of your firm assists, my fingertips grip secure your hips, as I take complete control of our love making rhythm, 

As my hardness glide deep between the soft wet between your thighs, my mind realize not only had I found that woman who was in my weekly wet dreams, but the dream of my manhood buried deep inside the wet dark depths of her taut seems, was real

Silent moans drifted through the room, as my body softly, slowly, gyrated on top of yours,
Loving strokes glides effortfully between the thickness of your creamy thighs,
Your sighs, your gasps, floating into my ears persuade my desire to make soothing love to you higher and higher on each trust of my hips, 
My pleasure was now feeding on the pleasure your mind and body was receiving, 
My pleasure overran, after feeding on your every grunt, every sigh, every soft moan, every quiet breath of your lungs, while eyes fixated on fingertips that slowly turned into a fist, signs of your nearing release

Seeing your body grinding upward at mine, tell my eyes that you are not an illusion, 
Feeling the tautness of your wet, pushing and pulling on the ballooned girth of my hard mass, let my mind know that the those surreal feelings of sensations bombarding its insides, make this definitely not a dream

Body leans slightly forward, pushing my hardness deeper into your wet depths, 
Your fist now grip the silky blue sheets tightly, your soft passionate grunts and sighs have turned into audible passionate cries

Back arch, buttocks lift up high into the air, hard mass falls inside swollen folds ever deep,
Hips measured gyrations stay in the rhythm of love making, conceding maximum release, maximum pleasure

A groaning gasp, is followed by body stiffening,
A strangle cry, is followed by body tremors under mines,
Your silent screams tells my mind that it isn't dreaming, 
It tells me that making sweet love to you is real, and I plan on making desired wanting love to you until the end of time...

24 comments:

  1. Not a dream but a sensual reality ~ Happy day to you too ~

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  2. Thank you heaven, and a happy day to you too...

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  3. Who could blame you for wanting this erotic and sensual intimacy forever and a day? Lovely...

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    1. Thank you CM.. I appreciate that... :)

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    1. Thank you Desire, i also like yours. Please return soon...

      1ManView

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  5. Hola! qué tal? Acabo de descubrir tu blog, le he estado echando un vistazo y me ha gustado mucho, volveré a visitarlo más a menudo, te mando un abrazote!

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    1. Saludos, gracias por la visita y comentario,
      Voy a devolver la visita ..

      por favor, vuelva pronto

      Abrazos
      1ManView

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  6. Un placer haber pasado de nuevo por tu casa.

    Saludos y feliz domingo.

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    1. Saludos, me alegro de verte de nuevo,
      y gracias por dejar un comentario ...

      Paz y amor
      1manView

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  7. Thanks so much for following my blog as this helped me discover yours. I have followed back and added you to my blogroll. I absolutely enjoy the few erotic poems I have read so far. You are extremely talented and I am in awe of your writing and creativity.

    I will try and read a poem a day, hopefully catch up with them all!

    Dru

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    1. And I thank you for the visit and warm comment. I appreciate that you are going to read my older poems. I enjoyed myself at your blog and also plan on catching up. I have added you to my bog list also, hopefully others will discover and enjoy your space too...

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  8. Everything has a rhythm navida, even sex, lust has its melody, its rhythm, often danced by two other members for more but without losing the rhythm, melody.

    Beijos suculentos,
    Anita

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    1. Happy to see you again Anita, thank you for the read and comment. I love the mix of your blog...

      Peace and Love
      1manView

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  9. Very erotic piece 1ManView... I hope I have time too read the whole thing..

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    1. Nice to see you back PE, I know you busy getting your groove back, hope to to read you soon..

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  10. I really enjoyed reading this as I listened to the music. Perfect together. Gotta reread it and keep listening to the song.

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    1. Hello Sweets, you snook in when I had my back turned. :) One of the reasons I like doing song poems is because I love music, and I love writing in the rhythm of it. This was the first time I tried doing a erotic poem with a love song. I"m having so much fun with it, I hate to end it...
      Thanks for the reads.. :)

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    1. Thank you Sweets, I think I will do just that... hehe :)

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  12. I loved this! Very sensual, but also EXTREMELY romantic! :)

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    1. Thank you DBG, I'm very happy you notice, because lately I have been making a effort to add some romantic tones inside my erotic poetry... :)

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